467. Deabru

She is the result of an unholy ritual the union of a werewolf and a forest demon known as Deabru by all who fear her they dare not speak her name aloud Her hands are like the paws of a wolf with bark padding on her shoulders a crown of antlers on her head surround her long blond hair Her deep yellow eyes are said entrance all humans making them helpless before her she feasts on their flesh and blood and collects their remains as trophies For now she is considered immortal but no one has had the courage to kill her the last thing that a hero's soul would see is her presenting their skull to her father